"Well, the name of the principal of my original school was Gong Fan."
"..." Mo Si snorted, "So it was him."
"Black hole, do you know him?"
"heard about it."
A bad deserter who was born in a military academy actually got into the education field and became the principal
Are the people in the learning center blind
Mo Si was obviously depressed, so Jiang Qiuqiu stopped discussing this matter with him.
After waiting on the spot for a while, Mo Si got angry, "I know these things, thank you for your hard work."
"...Why did you say that suddenly?"
"I'm still so young, I'm going to come out and live independently."
"Puchi." Jiang Qiuqiu smiled when he heard the deep tone, "Why do you say that, black hole, it seems that you are very big."
"I am older than you."
"I know." Jiang Qiuqiu looked Mo Si up and down, "You do look three or four years older than me."
"more than."
"Then it should be four or five years old at most, and the face can be so much older at most, no more is impossible."
Jiang Qiuqiu said casually, seeing Mo Si's refutation, he said with a teasing smile: "Do you want to tell me that you are dozens of years older than me? Are you forty years old this year?"
"It doesn't look like it?"
"Are you kidding me?" Jiang Qiuqiu hissed, "At most twenty-six, no more."
"However, sometimes if I close my eyes and talk to you, the tone sounds very mature and steady, very much like my father is encouraging me, haha."
Moss: ...
Mo Si's expression was a little stiff, "Your father talks to me like this?"
"Ah... Occasionally, I will be a little out of sync." Suddenly, I miss my father a little bit. There was a little nostalgia in Jiang Qiuqiu's eyes.
What is most fatal is seeing Jiang Qiuqiu's expression when he is about to strike up a conversation, which is the most fatal to Mo Si.
What does this prove? The little girl wasn't kidding, she meant it.
he? dad? !
Nonsense.
Panda is angry!
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At noon, everyone should be busy and sit at the table to enjoy lunch.
Mo Chengyu was exhausted in the morning, and he had been stuttering for a long time, and that speed was called a fast one.
So much so that Mo Si, who was originally depressed, couldn't help raising his head and said: "Pay attention to the image."
"..."
"What are you trying to do with your image?" Mo Chengyu swallowed what was in his mouth, "You eat such delicious food coldly, and you are too disrespectful to Qiuqiu!"
"It's delicious, you have to eat it!"
After speaking, she lowered her head and ate the food again.
Mosi wanted to say something else, but before he could speak, Jiang Qiuqiu spoke first: "Heidong, why don't you eat vegetables today? Is it because what I cooked today didn't suit your taste?"
"No." Mo Si picked up the chopsticks, "I'm just thinking about things."
"...Ah, are you still thinking about what I just said?" Jiang Qiuqiu looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I won't write like that next time."
She didn't expect Mosi to care so much about age.
"No, it has nothing to do with you, no need to apologize."
"It's me who shouldn't mess with metaphors."
The two came and went, Mo Chengyu put down his chopsticks and looked curious, "No, don't push and procrastinate! What happened, can I know?"
Before Jiang Qiuqiu could speak, Mo Si directly raised his head, his eyes like knives: "You can't."
"Eat your meal, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
Ink idiom:...
This time it was the real culprit.
She gave a cowardly oh.
The dinner was quiet again. Jiang Qiuqiu looked at the scene with a smile on his lips.
This is probably the atmosphere between fireworks family and friends getting along.
very funny.